I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

The New Year’s party continued until three in the morning. People who couldn’t stand still returned to their beds and slept with a happy smile.

Having lived on Wasted Earth for so many years, it was the first time they had been so happy.

The bonfire was extinguished and the square was filled with the smell of barbecue.

With the help of the participants, the logistics department took the cooking utensils back to the canteen and returned the unfinished ingredients to the warehouse for storage of the ingredients consumed tonight.

As the initiator of this New Year’s party, Jiang Chen regretfully failed to participate in this celebration.

Although he ended his conversation with Cheng Weiguo, he went straight back to the villa.

At this time, there was a curtain call from the party and there were more than three hours.

When he returned to the villa, Yao Yao did not sleep.

The lovely and well-behaved little girl was sitting in front of the window, keeping her age alone and thinking about her chin.

On New Year’s Eve, there are few people who will remember this tradition.

Reunion with relatives can only be described as a luxury in this Wasted Earth.

Everything was sudden, whether it was a nuclear explosion or an Orbital Paratrooper. At the time people were still working and the school was still in class. The “Holy Shield” system leaves people with only ten minutes to prepare.

Rush to the nearest Sanctuary, drill into a temporary nuclear bunker, or erase the traces of existence by the sweeping shock waves.

Hibernation Cabin is like a wormhole.

For those who hid in, the doors fell and opened almost at the same moment. However, outside the cabin door, it has already passed 20 times.

A glistening glance over the corner of the eye, the tender little finger gently moved, but a warm big hand wiped away the tears from her eyes.

“Do you miss home?”

“Ok.”

Yao Yao bumped his head against Jiang Chen’s chest and buried his small head in his shoulder, sobbing softly.

“I, I’m very strong.” The voice was stained with a hint of suppressed crying, but Jiang Chen could still hear the weak and strong.

“Yeah, Yao Yao is very strong.”

“I, I didn’t cry.”

“Ok……”

Tapping the delicate back, Jiang Chen turned his gaze to the clock on the wall.

The hour hand happens to cross the 12 o’clock position.

It seems that at the same time, the sound of breathing from his shoulders gradually became even.

All night he stayed with Yao Yao.

Although nothing is done.

……

The freight elevator slowly descends to the Sanctuary, which is located below the surface.

About 20 soldiers wearing uniforms of the PAC security forces stood on the top, and all of them looked very lonely and embarrassed.

Many people carry gunshot wounds on their bodies, and the body armor is inlaid with spider-like bullets, which is enough to demonstrate the fierce fighting.

However, fortunately, there is no reduction in staff.

Shi Yongtian shivered in the corner of the elevator. His eyes were somewhat erratic. It seemed that he had been given some kind of stimuli. The whole man was like losing his soul.

At this moment, as the captain of this team captain, is staring at the blood-stained lead pipe, the Nuclear Fusion Core.

As for the origin of this thing, we have to start talking about it three hours ago.

After being rejected by Jiang Chen’s, Tian Feng did not give up, but made a decision to go elsewhere to try his luck.

The snow on the surface was large and cold, freezing the body fluid left in the body of the zombie. Have to say that they are really lucky, if not this snow, just those violent zombie can tear them all into pieces.

Zombie at night, Death Claw will be afraid of three points.

Factory, Shop, Hospital.

With the 20-person squad and an official in charge of “settling the victims,” ​​Tian Feng has searched almost anywhere near the Nuclear Fusion Core.

Unfortunately, he did not find it.

For nearly two decades, survivors have searched for all the supplies they can use, which naturally includes the Nuclear Fusion Core that can be used on generators. Prior to the use of more readily available subcrystals as energy substitutes, the Nuclear Fusion Core was primarily used as a primary energy source by survivors.

But in the end, Tian Feng still got that thing.

He found a glimmer of fire beside a half collapsed building. About 2-3 Survivors wrapped in winter clothes and unknown skins sit around a campfire, carrying simple and crude rifles on their backs, and slicing meat from unknown creatures.

In terms of firepower, this group of people is obviously much weaker than those of Survivor.

Due to careful consideration, Tian Feng did not rush into the past but took out loudspeakers and shouted.

It is also this caution that saved them from their own lives.

The propaganda did not last for a minute, and the opposite bullet poured over without any explanation. Many PAC warriors didn’t understand the situation. They were disoriented for a while and they had to search for bunkers on the spot.

They do not understand why those “disasters” will open fire on them and do not know whether they should fight back.

At this moment, in their conception, they are still soldiers of this “nation”, and those people are merely “disaster victims” who lose their reason.

Fortunately, Tian Feng as a captain responded quickly. When he identified the situation, he even issued an instruction to return fire to “mob” and took the lead to open the first shot.

This group of Survivor’s armed forces did not look like it was behind. At the first time when the exchange of fire began, two light machine guns were placed on the window.

Although the preparation belongs to the security forces, all the people on the field did not go to the battlefield, but after all, they have received professional training. Whether it is fighting consciousness or marksmanship, Tian Feng and others are far above the “mob”.

The squad crewman calmly removed the firepower point, and the riflemen crouched back and fired back in the cement bunker. Although inferior in firepower, but in the effective killings, they burst out of the crowd.

The mobs of this group of armed attack forces were successively shot down. Tian Feng led his men in an orderly manner and tried to force them to surrender.

However, it was very strange that until the fight to the last man, the group did not show the meaning of surrender.

With his subordinates to the mob’s dens, Tian Feng saw a nauseating scene.

Blood, meat.

That is not the corpse of any animal… No, strictly speaking, people are considered animals.

This is not what mob at all, they are really a group of devil! A group of devils chewing on human flesh!

“really crazy.”

After seeing the shocking scene, Shi Yongtian twitched his lips and repeated the line.

Tian Feng did not speak, but from the shaken eyes of that fortitude, it is not difficult to see the impact on his heart.

No one vomits.

Sanctuary lacks supplies and they drink nutrition mixture before going out. There is nothing in the stomach to vomit.

If you have seen the lone traveler, or the dealers passing through here, you may only be able to say, “Oh, it was the Cannibal Race,” and then you start to search for trophies.

Looking at the same class that had been cut off on all fours and could not die because of the hemostatic agent, Tian Feng said nothing, silently raised his gun and ended his pain.

Under a corpse, he found a tube of Blood Fusion Core Fusion Core.

The Nuclear Fusion Core was glued to a hot aluminum agent. It seems that the group made a simple and easy nuclear seed grenade. But obviously not enough time to use it, this unlucky guy was blown up.

In any case, the Nuclear Fusion Core was given, the mission was completed, and Sanctuary’s energy shortage was alleviated. This should be something to celebrate.

But at the moment, no one showed even a hint of joy.

Staring at the blood stain on the Nuclear Fusion Core, Tian Feng kept silent for a long time.